Memories

Memories   

 Memories are not faded with the mist
The melancholic easeful feelings
are intensified by the lamps and lights of love.
Emptiness is casting my days and nights.
The void is purified by the chastity of my tears and touch.
Life is fragile but my transient names and recognition cranes for appreciation,
Adieu Adieu but the farewell song sings
The strain of praise of the pole star
The guiding star,the brightness and the most allured among all who are blinking in the ether.
Memory lanes meet so many faces
But your glowing,innocent visage enlivens me with my life force.